September 2005

September 27, 2005

I love biology. I want to get into a big vat of it and roll around, or maybe print out hundreds of problem sets, shred them, bag them, and use them as a duvet so that I can inhale the inky ribosomal goodness all night. I think the only thing that I love more than general biology is neurobiology. I hadn't realized how much I'd missed all this. Someone in my class yesterday kind of joked after office hours that if I don't get into medical school I should go teach bio instead. Apparently I rambled on in office hours. I took it as a "you talk too much and are a know-it-all, so shut the fuck up next time, will you?" when they said it, but in retrospect I don't think they meant it that way.

Anyway, all the knowledge is flowing back and I'm diggin' it. Too bad I've got chem tonight. Yes, please, let me memorize 60 common ions, along with their charges and properties, that is really useful. Oh, and plus we get a "Bonus Exam" during lab tonight. Yay! What a treat! With any luck it will be on canadian rock stars of the 70s, because some synapse blew in my head today and that's what I've been listening to. April Wine anyone? A little Max Webster to get you started? Or how about some Gordon Lightfoot? Oh yes, "if you plan to face tomorrow, do it soon." Deep.

September 26, 2005

I used to think google was about the most useful thing ever, however I have had to revise my opinion. Googling

"intelligent questions to ask at your bio prof's office hours so that you can dazzle him with your insight and ability to cut through the crap to the essence of the information, which will lead him to write you the most fantastic recommendation letter anyone ever wrote for a student, and in fact he'll feel that a mere letter is simply inadequate, and so will be forced to compose an original musical detailing your intellectual genius and humanitarian spirit, which he will personally perform for every school you apply to, all the while weeping at the tragic loss your admittance to medical school represents to the field of research genomics"

got me nothing. NOTHING! Except some useless crap about some writer's notebook, and some odd cold-fusion results. Cold-fusion? I SAID BIO!